Monthly Archives: November 2015

God is not confined to the church. In the Bible, God shows up in the fields, at the mountain, in the bull rushes, at the well, on the road to Emmaus, at the cross and at the empty tomb. Church … Continue reading →

Today I open the cardboard box my mother gave me– Peruse the photo album from WW1, France, Germany. Photos of the trenches–a battlefield–death. Young smiling men–among them a grandfather I never knew. A well worn history of the First US Engineers. … Continue reading →

Día de Muertos–Anglo style I walked into the sanctuary and immediately was drawn into a place of reverence and love.  About ten people had created altars (displays really) to remember loved ones.  They had carefully chosen pictures, things, food that … Continue reading →